U Mad Bro (feat. Kevin Flum)

Yeah, uh, most of the time when these people be talking

I don't even hear 'em

They talk and they talk

But I do not hear shit when I'm near 'em

I swear to God that I came up

Same stuff, never changed up

Taking shots, get your aim up

Wanna play, get your game up

Then I see you hating, so you know I gotta ask

You mad bro?

Uh, ya, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

Uh, yo, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

Uh, yo, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

I said tell me what you mad fo'?

You mad bro?

Man, it's quite apparent that everybody gonna talk

They all got something to say

I bet you can hear it loud, 'cause I'm up in your face

And everybody goes nuts when I'm up in the place

It's K. Flum or Kevin, whatever you want

And I'ma eat the beat up like it's dinner and lunch

And I be lookin' at my clock, man, my timing is the shit

And you got it in a second, while I got it in a jiff

Killin' on y'all, like I got it on my hip

Didn't bring a fuck, I forgot it in the whip

Met a bad chick, 'cause I got her off the strip

And she talk about my dick, 'cause she got it on her lips

Got a few girls in the DM

When I hit the city, I'ma see 'em

Roll up with my homies in the GM

Probably bringin' drama like a BM

Get your girl taken, call Liam

Yo, I beat the beat up

You can call me Sharkeisha

Since I drop that, everyone wanna feature

Been in the game and you watch from the bleachers

I'm out with your chick, and she buyin' me sneakers

Hottest white boy that you ever seen

Workin' hard, tryna get a house with a mezzanine

Never liked school, always been a C

I like what I see, I got better needs and you mad

Most of the time when these people be talkin', I don't even hear 'em

They talk and they talk, but I do not hear shit, when I'm not near 'em

I swear to God that I came up

Same stuff, never changed up

Taking shots, get your aim up

Wanna play, get your game up

Then I see you hating, so you know I gotta ask

You mad bro?

Uh, ya, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

Uh, yo, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

Uh, yo, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

You mad bro?

Round two, no boxing match

And whatever I get I get lots of that

I'm not cocky, dawg

I'm sure of myself

And I'ma keep gettin' money like I'm suing myself

Damn, I sound like half of the guys that will make you believe half of the lies

Half of the time, I don't be hearin' that shit, homie

I cannot lie, I cannot lie, I could just tell you the truth

I can just sell you a suit

I'ma keep all the bread for myself

I'ma cool motherfucker, I don't need no help

And still, they say that I sound like Drake, but I disagree

I've been doin' this shit for like six years now

I'm pretty sure that it's me

Yo, wait a second, think about it

Cash and checks, my ink pronounces

Get the wax from sticky ounces

I love my girls, but I need a bouncer

Pull up to the show in a Tahoe

And you never see me caught up with the 5-0

And you never get less than a live show

Hi, I'm Kevin Flum, and I put that on the Bible, gone

Most of the time when these people be talkin', I don't even hear 'em

They talk and they talk, but I do not hear shit, when I'm not near 'em

I, swear to Go that I came up

Same stuff, never changed up

Taking shots, get your aim up

Wanna play, get your game up

Then I see you hating, so you know I gotta ask

You mad bro?

Uh, huh, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

Uh, yo, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

Uh, yo, I said tell me what you mad fo'?

I said tell me what you mad fo'?

Uh, you mad bro?

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You mad bro?

Uh uh, you mad bro?

Tell me what you